Lucky.
Then he won again. And again. Now he shares a £9 million home
with England’s version of Beyonce. Like I said . . . Lucky.
A middle east-based bank has
tarnished his sensibilities so Matthew sues. And he wins the largest civil suit
against a bank ever recorded. Lucky.
He returns home from the verdict to
find his lover slaughtered in their bathroom. His luck has run out. In his
flight from the police he has to evade a bizarre set of farm-types, hired
killers, a suspect driver, an ambush in a hunter’s cabin. Everywhere he turns,
someone is trying to kill him, probably for the megamillion pound reward for
his capture.
Not so fast. Every attempt on his
life was orchestrated by the bank owner for the entertainment of an
international club of billionaires.
About that time I started to lose
interest . . . too contrived even by my low standards. But once he arrives at a
London hotel, the story picks up with the hunter-prey version of a lab rat lost
in a deadly maze.
This was a freebie found on
BookBub.com. And for this venture into free reading, I’d call it ‘you get what
you pay for.’ 75% of the book was entirely forced. Found myself just scanning
page after page to keep me somewhat interested. The last 25% was OK and
certainly unexpected. If you were between books and looking for something to
kill some time, this would be reasonable. But I wouldn’t put it on a list as a
must read.
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